The thing is most people don't know what they really want. They wish, they daydream--but most don't know what they truly want. We are so discouraged from truly wanting--from truly asking what we want leading some to believe that it is selfish to want. Society put this mess out there but don't believe it! When we know what we want we take the necessary steps to obtain it. There is nothing wrong with wanting even if you have everything (What is everything anyway?).
Our wants doesn't have to be some big, bold or powerful request. Our wants doesn't even have to be realistic---shocking isn't it? A want is simply something one desires to have and whether it is obtainable or not really is up to you--or is it. Shit, at this moment I desire to have an ice cream cone from McDonald's and black, grey, yellow or red 2009 Porsche Carrera. Yesterday, I wanted a Porterhouse steak and a few kisses on my neck. The point is that our desires change and that's OK. Our desires can be simplistic which is also ok. We are human beings--we want things and that's friggin' OK, too. It isn't selfish to want. It isn't even selfish to want things for YOURSELF! Who else is gonna want for your ass but you? How dare anyone tell you it's selfish or ungrateful to want!
Ask yourself THE question. What is it that I truly want? It may not even be a question you can answer at this very moment. Kudos to you if you can! When we recognize what we want we are more prone to ask for what we want which could be hard for some but I'll tackle that in another post. When we ask for what we want the universe opens up and conspires to work with us to access what we want. It works to align us with the things we truly desire. We just have to ask. Ever get upset about something you secretly desired but didn't get just to realize that it is because you didn't ask? Isn't that one of the worse feelings EVAH?!!?!? The nail on the coffin is when that thing was hella obtainable! I remember wanting this antique bronze peacock once from someone I knew. I was too afraid to ask in fear of the rejection. I feared it wasn't obtainable. It was an antique. It was beautiful. It was heavy. It was strong. It was BOLD. I didn't ask for it. I moved onto something else that was more obtainable to me--at least in my head. I watched that peacock for several weeks until one day I visited that antique shop again. I peeped this little old lady admiring my peacock. "She betta NOT try and get my peacock!" I said to myself. She turns around, inquired about it to the owner before boldly asking if she could have it since there was no price tag on it. The owner explained where she got it, how long she's had it, how she hated peacocks but couldn't bring herself to toss the darn thing and next thing ya know to my chagrin the owner told her she could HAVE it!! WTF?! Did she just GIVE my damn peacock to this old hag!? I can't even communicate how mad I was! Who the hell was I mad at? Who or what could I be mad at beside the scared lil Diva looking in the antique mirror in front of me-- ME! I was mad at me because I didn't ask! It was obtainable and I didn't ask!!! What I learned here is that there is no harm or shame in asking for anything. You may just get the surprise of your life so be careful. I meant that in a good way. So, what are you afraid of? Are you afraid that you just may get it? What is it then? Now, you go ask for it. Go on--ASK! Don't be afraid. It is OK. I've got your back. Go ahead--ASK!
//signed//
The loving, illuminating and motivating Cat's Meow!
